I’ve planned a lot of parties in my day. A lot. Okay, maybe not a lot, but I’ve planned a few. At least 5. And, for the most part, they turned out pretty well. So, when I started planning my friends surprise party I was like “I got this! No big deal!” Time and place? Check. Food and drink? Check. Decorations? Check. Then, I got to the entertainment portion of party planning. That’s when I started to panic.
What do normal people my age do for fun? I mean, besides drinking and going clubbing and all those sorts of shenanigans. Cause that kind of stuff was not in my list options. No thank you. Although, I do actually rather like red wine. Don’t tell my mom.
That’s also when I learned a few things about myself: 1) I actually quite like party planning. It’s fun, and it feeds the OCD gene in me. 2) I’m a simple soul. 3) I know nothing about my generation.
If someone were to plan a party for me, I would be cool with just having a movie or game night. All I need is some good food, some good friends, and some Just Dance or Apples to Apples. But, as my friend and party planning partner pointed out so kindly: I’m not normal, and normal people my age apparently don’t do that sort of stuff at parties. C’mon? What’s not to like?
So, as is probably clear now, I was completely out of my element when trying to think up how entertain the crowd of strangers that had been invited to the party. I tried. I really did. Let me just tell you this: the commercials lie. People apparently aren’t content to just hang out and talk and enjoy each other’s company, with food provided, of course. At least, people in my generation aren’t. Or, maybe it’s just people in this town. Maybe there weren’t enough people. Maybe I just suck at throwing parties. But, I doubt it.
Anyways, time went by, party plans were finalized, and the big night arrived.
Did I eventually find out the secret to throwing a good party for young adults?
No. No, I did not.
My social awkwardness strikes again. I’m not a very good young adult. Or, regular adult.
Nevertheless, the party actually turned okay in the end. I mean, the whole point was to celebrate a good friend, right? She enjoyed it, and that’s all that matters. But, I think it’s safe to say that I can definitely cross “Party Planner” off my list of possible career options.